Re: Les Femmes Fatales - Jiayi (debut match) VS. Isabella

by LunarOcean Mon Sep 01, 2014 4:40 am

Jiayi continue to crawl, adding a few more futile grabs at the ropes as Isabella took her hair. She was acting more than strategizing now; her hands clawing for her now distant salvation were meant to be distracting to Isabella. It wasn't long before the woman's hands pulled on her hair and she cringed. Most of it was still draped over her face so the woman wouldn't be able to guess whatever she was thinking unless she took a more intimate look.

She had a very small window of opportunity now. The positioning was awkward but Isabella was within striking range. She needed to hit her very hard, ensure she would have time to turn the tables and all in one quick movement.

At Isabella's tug, she turned her face towards her. Her sultry temptress look was suddenly replaced with one of beguiled and clueless surprise.

"I'm sorry, where were we again?"

That was about all the warning Isabella would get before Jiayi struck.

Although it was a very fast movement, it was also complex one. It begun with Jiayi's hands. Both were pressed agains the ground to support her weight as Isabella pulled on her hair. After giving her that dumbfouded look, she shoved off of the ground and towards her. With the momentum of the shove, she twisted her body around, hoping to remove grip from hair and flip her body to be facing the white haired girl albeit with her body positioned horizontally. Using one leg to balance herself, she shot the other forwards like a bullet, bending it at the knee aimed right at her stomach. Her teeth were gritted and her smile was through pain, but she was betting on this to knock Isabella onto her back and stun her long enough for her to get back into the game.

by daemongirl Tue Sep 09, 2014 2:46 am

As Isabella hauled Jiayi up from the mat by her hair she was treated to the amusing sight of the woman's hands clawing desperately for the ropes that were just inches outside of her reach, and she kept it that way with her firm grip on that blue mane. She couldn't see her face clearly through all of that hair but she didn't pay any special attention to it, from all the signs she saw Jiayi was in serious pain that was only about to get worse before it ever got better. "Maybe I will will be nice and treat you to a hair cut once this is all said and done." Isabella said jokingly with a laugh following soon after, her fingers now brushing aside the hair from her face even as Jiayi turns to look up into Isabella's face on her own.

She had expected a mask of pain or at the very least sweet anger, both reactions she would have understood, but the confusion she saw there had her double guessing what Jiayi's deal was and it was then the woman struck. She would later admire the creativity of it but right then all Isabella could do was gasp for air and clutch her stomach after Jiayi drove her leg into the Northern Queen's midsection. Her hands slipped from the woman's hair and she stumbled back several steps before doubling over from the struggle to breathe. Even then Isabella remained standing, which spoke volumes about just how strong she really was, but she was in no state to do more than that as the effort to stand alone demanded her entire focus.

by LunarOcean Tue Sep 09, 2014 6:10 am

Jiayi was too old and experience for petty displays of arrogant certitude but it felt good smacking her in the stomach. Her arms ached but the invigorating effect of smacking the smirk off of Isabella's face was a morale booster of its own. Bent forth as she coughed, Isabella was in no position to stop Jiayi as she quickly sprinted over to her. She considered doubling the dose of knee punishment but remembered her stressed arms from earlier. Raising up an elbow, she sent it down onto Isabella's left shoulder, hoping to further torment that joint and cause her to bend down all the further. The idea wasn't to drive her down to the mat however. Even if Isabella didn't collapse downwards, Jiayi's arms would wrap around her waist while her thighs would sandwich her head between them.

Rather than celebrate a spectacle, Jiayi decided that could wait. She wasn't going to do a piledriver however. While she did not look particularly strong, she didn't get her exotic dancer slash fitness model look from lounging and leering. Isabella's sides would feel a sudden pulse of strength as Jiayi flexed and clenched. Her body tensed and where was once womanly softness was now womanly strength. Bending at the knees and rising, she would attempt at the same time, aiming to position Isabella's back parallel to the mat, high above.

"Bon voyage~" She would say before she would attempt to throw Isabella down in a ring-shaking slam!

by daemongirl Sun Sep 14, 2014 11:08 pm

Isabella clutched her wounded midsection which burned with every breath she drew in after taking that unexpected kick from the Chinese woman, gritting her teeth through the pain as she focused upon pushing herself back into a standing position before Jiayi could get to her feet. She removed her arms from her stomach and placed her hands upon her knees instead, pushing on her legs to get her back to her full height, but as she looked up she was alarmed to see that Jiayi had already managed to get back to her feet and even worse she was already standing over her, arm raised up before she dropped her elbow down onto her left shoulder. "Gawh!" Isabella spat out before coughing as her body tried to breathe in deeply after the blow, the hands upon her legs the only reason she hadn't dropped to her knees after that hit.

She was defiant even as Jiayi wrapped her arms around Isabella's waist and pulled her head in between her thighs, the white haired woman pushing against Jiayi's knees trying to pull her head free as nothing that came from this position was going to be good for her. Suddenly she felt those arms of Jiayi digging into her midsection and soon after her feet left the floor, Isabella clawing at the back of the woman's legs but just couldn't get a grip on them to keep her from being lifted up into the air. She looked down into the face of Jiayi at the top of her flight and aimed to throw a punch down at her, but before she could get it off Jiayi didn't just drop her but hurled her down to the canvas with a ring shaking power bomb that left Isabella limp on the mat.

The back of her head had bounced off the mat upon landing and along with her back there was a deep throbbing pain there now as she laid there struggling to move.

by LunarOcean Mon Sep 15, 2014 3:20 am

The powerbomb shook the ring from rope to rope and the roaring audience only made it seem louder. Jiayi felt exuberant as she looked upon her wrecked opponent, watching her back slam the mat and the very surface shake from the impact. She wanted to throw out her arms and raise her fist, declare her utter dominance and pose with her trophy... but she wasn't a girl anymore. No, a woman who wrestled knew she had to rein in her pride but that didn't mean she had to do the same with her sass. With Isabella at the doorsteps of defeat, Jiayi decided it was time to put the finishing touch on what had been an explosive entry into AFW.

She looked to the crowd and narrowed her eyes, lips curving into a venemous smile before she walked behind the fallen Isabella. Her sauntering pose and confident grin, grinning through the pain of earlier blows, looked predatory and intimidating rather than merely alluring. When she rolled her onto her stomach and then grabbed the back of her leg, it was the beginning of one of the most painful moves ever used in Aphrodite Productions' history. Painful enough that even Radmilla Horacek feared what it could do.

It began with her catching her foot against her waist before lowering herself down, trapping one of her arms' behind her back, and beginning a convoluted series of holds that few wrestlers could master. In a few seconds, she had put her into her signature submission finisher - the [url=http://g.e-hentai.org/s/2e99fc3276/696768-18:2jt2v1a7]Mistress'[/url:2jt2v1a7] [url=http://g.e-hentai.org/s/25f4a13f26/696768-19:2jt2v1a7]Domain[/url:2jt2v1a7].

Twisting the poor woman's body into a human knot, her confident expression did not change during the taxing manoevure. Aroused from all the wrestling, she not only was straining Isabella's torso, but also rubbing her ample rack up against the side of Isabella's, putting a soft pleasure on top of a fiery pain. It was perhaps the cruellest part of the hold as amidst the feeling of being twisted into a pretzel, there was that incongruous rubbing sensation that stuck out like a fire in a wheat field, contrasting the agony like stains on a dress shirt.

All the while with that sultry, entranced expression on her face, humming to hereslf as she waited for the bough to break.

by daemongirl Mon Sep 15, 2014 3:52 am

Everything was a blur to the downed woman, Isabella trying to force herself to sit up but the effort sent a fiery pain shooting through her body and she was forced to lay back against the mat while her body recovered from the harsh landing just seconds earlier. She tried to listen for anything that could tell her what Jiayi would do next but her ears were only able to hear the crowd around them as they drowned out the soft steps of her opponent and any words she might have spoken. Isabella was vaguely aware of Jiayi walking around her but her back was still in too much pain to move just yet, her heavy breasts rising and falling dramatically as she struggled to breathe in deeply enough to regain the air she had lost during the slam.

Her first sign of what Jiayi had in store for her came when she felt the woman grab hold of her leg and forcibly turn her over onto her stomach, Isabella fighting against her but all she could do was slow Jiayi down a bit as she ended up on her front all the same. Her muscles were still weak from the lack of oxygen getting to them after being slammed into the mat and fight as she might Isabella couldn't keep herself from being twisted about, new pains erupting all over her body as it felt like every limb of hers was twisted in a way it shouldn't be made to.

"Damn youuuuggghhhhh!" Isabella's words became a shout of pain as her back, her arms, even one of her legs were stretched to their breaking point by Jiayi. All Isabella could do was to pull on her arms frantically, squirming left and right to make holding onto her as difficult as she could for the newcomer with Jiayi rubbing her tits against Isabella's side all the while. Isabella couldn't help but blush despite her entire body feeling as if it were burning but she continued to push herself to fight, not willing to surrender this fight until she was truly broken.

Her eyes had been shut tight from the pain until she heard what sounded like humming coming from Jiayi, Isabella's lids fluttering back open as she realized she wasn't just hearing things as Jiayi really was humming a tune along to her anguished cries. That pissed her off more than even the hold she was in for it was an utter lack of respect for her, Jiayi treating her like she was the rookie being taught a lesson by a wise veteran. "You aren't going to make me tap!" She shouted out as her struggling intensified, Isabella fighting through the pain even as she screamed out in agony.

by LunarOcean Tue Sep 16, 2014 12:54 am

"I don't doubt that." She replied with an unnerving calm, stopping her hum. As she screamed, she cranked on both hea arms, stretching one underneath her armpit and bending the other behind her back. She'd cut off a retort and decided to dial it down to slightly less excruciating. "Your defiance is impressive, I must say. But I'm no hulking brute. Raw submission only brings one so far, after all."

Her last were were honeyed and sweet, like how she leaned forward (reigniting the pain on Isabella's armpit-locked arm). She hooked a hand at Isabella's lower belly, pulling her chest forward and further straining her torso's lower portions at the side. Voluptuous breasts swept up like a wave, squishing along the base and sides of Isabellas before their nips were just bumping against one another, the swell of the Chinese woman's impressive bust swuishing up and down, left and right before Isabella's. It was an oasis of arousal within a sea of agony.

After what must have felt like an eternity, Jiayi released the hold and let Isabella crumble to the mat. Stretched, rubbed, and bent, she would likely be an utter mess to all. She would however be a very appetizing mess to the Chinese woman.

She wanted more of her. Wasting little time, she would quickly undo both their tops before positioning her body on top of her, grabbing her wrists and crossing them over one another, her right hand grabbing Isabella's left wrist, left hand grabbing the right wrist. Using her own now discarded bikini top, she would tie her arms together and return to holding her wrists. Her legs would slide under her own, ankles hooking around her's in a grapevine pin. Rather than smothering as most would, she shimmied down in a sultry manner, ensuring their breasts and tummies were pressing together, all the while pressing her cheek into her's.

Greedy Jiayi loved her control. Smiling, the beautiful woman would begin to slowly rub her ample cleavage to and fro but ultimately deeper into Isabella's, going for a gradual kind of squishing. Further down, her smooth belly would rest onto her's but gradually rub a bit deeper with every grind. Slowly she began to tense her tummy, hinting at the toned body beneath and making it all the harder to breathe. This would hopefully also get Isabella's tummy tight and flexing. Down low her crotch would dance and hop over her's, completing the three pronged assault that was as much a full body rubdown as it was lesbian lovemaking!

by daemongirl Thu Oct 09, 2014 4:50 am

daemongirl wrote:Isabella hated it but she had no choice but to admit to herself that Jiayi had her trapped and there was very little she could do except to squirm and struggle until either her body was broken or the woman with bright blue hair was too exhausted trying to hold her down to keep the submission locked in. Jiayi wasn't just physically controlling her as she wasn't the kind of woman to be satisfied with just that, Jiayi playing with Isabella's head as well as she proclaimed to be more than just a brute which she understood as Jaiyi calling her that very thing.

Frustrated with the recent turn of events Isabella didn't even shout out this time as Jiayi increased the pressure back to what it had been, biting down so hard on her bottom lip she could swear she tasted the coppery taste of blood upon her tongue. Jiayi's hands roamed over her barely moving body and soon she was introduced to yet another sensation as the chinese beauty brought her own sizable breasts into direct contact with her own, Isabella's eyes opening back wide as waves of heat emanated from her breasts with every meeting of her nipples with Jiayi's own, their bikini tops almost useless with how hard each of their nips were.

"See? Even now you can't get enough of me...ready to give up then?" Isabella asked while finding the will to laugh despite the mix of pain and ecstasy coursing through her at that moment. Jiayi however responded by dropping her back down to the mat where Isabella simply laid for several seconds until she found the strength to roll onto her back, not wanting to give it up to Jiayi so easily.

No sooner had she rolled over did Jiayi reach down and without much resistance from Isabella strip her of her bikini top, Isabella's large mounds hardly moving thanks to their full nature but now she was left with one less line of defense. She gazed upward at the bouncing tits of Jiayi who relieved herself of her own top and as the woman descended upon her it was all she could do to remain defiant as she spit up at the naked breasts looming over her. "Release me otherwise this will turn ugly for you Jiayi." She demanded despite her situation, squirming even as Jiayi tied her wrists together.

There was much Jiayi could have done in that moment but the woman settled for laying herself down upon Isabella, bringing their bodies into intimate contact as not only their breasts but their firm stomachs as well rubbed together with slowly increasing intensity. It was not a submission hold like before but Jiayi was not going for that now, she was looking to win through a different means and she couldn't deny it wasn't ineffective. But Isabella was free to move beneath her and fought back, rolling her shoulders to push hers upward with hard thrusts into the mounds of her opponent, gasping once or twice as she felt her womanhood come together with hers briefly every few seconds.

This contact was one she would not run away from and Isabella waited for her sex to feel that sweet pressure once more before thrusting her hips upward, slamming her pussy repeatedly into Jiayi's to prove she wasn't going to be surrendering to her any time soon.

LunarOcean wrote:Jiayi laughed.

Not the cruel laugh where every huff was an insult and her smiles the salt on emotional wounds, but a genuine and sweet kind of laugh. She did not force it through her active, ferminting mind but it well up naturally, travelling up through her progressively taut belly, loud and clear for Isabella. She didn't find Isabella silly or unintelligent - passionate and prideful, something that was very familiar to herself. They were mirrored opposites of one another - the maturity and cultured appearance of experienced age naturally atop fiery and passionate but inexperienced youth. It was an artistic moment, not merely erotic or competitive. Jiayi was deliberate and calculated in her every little move upon Isabella's wet body. By comparison, the younger wrestler was defiantly spontaneous and she could feel the boiling aggression inside of her.

It wasn't really the idea to reminisce but she couldn't shake off the similarities.

"You'd only hate me more if I tapped out now~" She yawned, settling her cheek against Isabella's. Her grip was tight - too tight for her to break free, but enough to let her know she was partially at ease. "Ah, the humiliation you'd have heaped upon yourself. Fierce seductress from China sparing this hot-blooded girl, not wanting to put her through so cruel a defeat."

That was going to irk her and she held back a laugh. She hoped the suckling and licking of her tender neck would help heal that bruised ego.

"You know..." Shimmying her chest, nipples swiping over Isabella's. "You're a nostalgia trip."

She would have continued but Isabella had victory on her mind. Short sighted and uncultured... but she was forgiving.

Her first crotch-hump was successul and she was rewarded with a sigh. But Jiayi controlled success like a valued resource. Feeling the flexing of leg muscles, she humped up, sliding her crotch up to her mound of venus. She'd miss with that hump, the blue-hair's safe nestling a few inches above. The second her momentum expired, she'd slide down and force her waist against the ground. And while she wasn't drastically bigger than her, Jiayi's felt fiery hot and heavy - a burning anvil of desire. Up on the torsos Jiayi didn't ease up. She let the first few titthrusts hit but Jiayi's, while erect, still weren't at full firmness. Letting her get in another, she suddenly slid her's down, nipples nearly nicking one another. Now her breasts were squishing into the lower frontal portion of Isabella's. She'd then push up to half-stop the white hair's rack from their undersides - if she wanted to press back, she'd need to rub down and in the process rub her own down Jiayi's very receptive counterparts.

"... Now that's out of the way." Lifting her face, she'd look Isabella in the face. "Let us speak as ladies."

Her legs straightened out, stretching Isabella's out and making it difficult for them to move. Her pussy teased the top of Isabella's, all the while her breasts rubbed to and fro slowly and like magma on Isabella's undertit. She was in control here.

"You despise me so. That is fine. 11 years ago, I would have despised me too." Jiayi's tone had changed. It wasn't lecturing, cloying, or ironic. She was... genuine and honest. It was in that sultry way of her's, but she wasn't playing word games or hiding truths within deceptions. "I'll be truthful... I find it hard to return your contempt. Not out of some false modesty, the most banal form of arrogance, but the mere recognition of another... artist."

She leaned her face closer and her breasts suddenly felt a lot heavier as they pressed up on Jiayi's, half-eneveloping and blanketing them in inflammatory, sexy sensation. Her pussy began a calm, relaxed left-right rub over Isabella's, sinking down a little. Yet in Jiayi's belly there was hard power. Flexing rows of muscle revealed themselves and grinded into Isabella's. They stopped short of putting in enough force to push out her air but she was nicking them up and down where her muscle was hardest, wanting her stiff and tingly.

"I like your silvery tongue and your fiery attitude. A surprise, isn't it?" Her cuckles forced her belly further in and excited muscle met in a mashing kiss. "You're molten and raw... but I'd love to see what you could become in time. Once, you and I were very similar."

Her hands gripped Isabella's wrists all the tighter. Leaning close, she kissed her hard, letting her lips press into her's like crashing vessels, licking the exterior of her's. There was a very small smile on her face.

by daemongirl Thu Oct 09, 2014 7:11 am

Nothing made Jiayi's arrogance clearer to Isabella than the sight and sound of the woman yawing while on top of her, this one act telling her just how at ease the woman was on top of her and how little she thought of Isabella herself. She turned her head sideways thinking Jiayi was leaning in for a kiss but the woman laid her cheek against her own instead, Isabella seething with anger at how much like a child she was being treated by this older beauty but unable to do anything more about it than to send her chest and lower body thrusting up in opposition to Jiayi. While she wasn't looking however Jiayi moved her head down to suck upon Isabella's exposed neck, the white haired woman suppressing a gasp while tugging on her arms trying to free them.

"You won't be putting me through anything other than the thrill of victory, so don't sound so comfortable..." She said in an act of continued defiance before beginning her counter attack from below the Chinese woman, pushing her tits up to combat the heavy mounds resting on top of her as well as giving Jiayi's womanhood a taste of her own.

Jiayi however continued to frustrate her at every turn as she rolled with the punches as it were, her breasts enduring the first couple hard blows from Isabella's mounds but within seconds she had taken control of the duel once more by moving her breasts down and pushing upward. Their nipples flicked over one another and Isabella could not hold back the moan this time that slipped from her parted lips, Jiayi effectively locking down Isabella's mounds now that she was pressing against the undersides of her breasts and forcing her to take a blow if she wanted to give on of her own.

"Afraid to fight?" She asked with venom clear in her words as Jiayi then pulled her sex away from the battle with Isabella's own, however the moment she slumped back to the floor Jiayi slid her sex back down to rub softly back and forth upon hers. She felt completely helpless and it was a feeling Isabella despised immensely, the way Jiayi rubbed herself from left to right over her only adding to this feeling. She wanted to break free and quiet her but for the moment she had to play the receptive rookie, listening to Jiayi while she conserved her strength for the fight to come.

As the woman spoke Isabella found it hard to believe that she was facing a rookie in the AFW, she was indeed older than her but never would she have believed someone fresh to the league would be so bold as to speak to her as if she was the up and comer instead of the veteran she had long since become.

"Hate you? I feel nothing of the sort against you Jiayi but rather amused." She said lying of course but the calmness to her words would say otherwise. She could sense that Jiayi wasn't trying to mock her but was instead simply being honest with her, apparently Jiayi had taken a liking to her and for the first time she caught the hint of what sounded like respect coming from her, even if it was underneath a layer of her feeling superior to Isabella due to her age. To this Isabella replied with a shifting of her breasts, bringing them down and over the front of Jiayi's firm mounds despite the heat that raced through her from having Jiayi's nipples dragging across the underside of her mounds, Isabella then pressing up against Jiayi's under boob to give her a taste of what it felt like.

Even then, as humiliated as she had felt up to that point, Isabella found herself moaning softly while trying to answer her boastful words with her own. "What you feel is the undying wrath of a winter storm Jiayi...You say you want to see what I will become but I say I have already been sculpted into a powerful woman, one who will take pleasure in beating you."

No sooner had those words left her lips did Jiayi force a kiss upon her, one filled with a passion she would not have expected from someone who spoke as if she were some proper lady talking down to an inferior. Isabella resisted it at first but realized that this was just another battle and thus engaged her as such, her tongue pushing its way into Jiayi's mouth while she fought back with a controlled aggression.

As their newest battled waged Isabella slid her legs free from Jiayi's and then brought them up to wrap around the woman's waist, crossing her feet together to suddenly put the squeeze on Jiayi who had been in control for far too long in her mind. To start it was but a mild pain but the longer she had her hold applied the greater the force would grow, increasing the pain on the woman's midsection as well as bringing their pussies into far more intimate contact with each other, Isabella sliding her slit up and down across Jiayi's to spread her labia nice and wide for her own thick lips to enter.

by LunarOcean Thu Oct 09, 2014 7:42 pm

Jiayi happily continued her rubs, her smile not showing the true extent of her amusement. This girl had all the spite and bile she had when she'd just started wrestling in smokey clubs of questionable legal status. Every word she spoke, regardless of its nature, was treated as a dagger to her pride and any signs of tact or mystique had long since vanished. It was this barely restrained anger that made her realize just how young Isabella was, not just physically but in age. She almost reminded Jiayi of the catty scratch-fighters and make-up covered blonde bimbos of trashy catfight productions. She felt a bit of pity for her but held it back. Soon, she would learn to lve the rub and the little games of verbal fencing that would be played... assuming she followed the same path as the Chinese woman pinning her down.

"Ah, to be prideful, young, and invincible~" She pontificated, casually nicking her nipples on Isabella's, her attempts at breast-sliding not going unnoticed to her. Sliding her own on top of her's, she pressed down with her chest, countering the attempted underboob tending by simply flattening Isabella's. Her eyes narrowed a little; oh yes yours feel so wonderful when they're nice and flat, they seemed to say. "There's so much anger locked up inside you Isabella. You'd do well to learn to take things not as blows to your pride but for what they truly are - expressions of love of the purest sort. Of victory, passion and sensation~"

When they kissed she snaked her tongue around Isabella's, avoiding going for tests of tongue strength. Rather she slipped it here and there, over and under, slicking up all of her mouth with her quick attacks. It left a slightly rasberry taste - no doubt the mint or something she'd drank an hour or so earlier. She coughed feeling a sudden force against her sides, body tensing and rubbing flexing abdominals into Isabella's stomach in a quick grind. So she'd escaped her legs... well, that changed things. Grunting as she was first scissored, she let out a low moan as their labial lips began to kiss and slide against one another. Already quite aroused as Isabella no doubt was, she gave her a knowing smile.

"I must say, you adapted quickly~," She chuckled a little, fighting back the pain as she pressed her palms hard against Isabella's. "I do give praise where it is due."

Biceps tensing, Jiayi suddenly pushed hard, throwing herself backwards. Now Isabella's legs would be resting against her spine but still squeezing her painfully. Yet two could play this game.

Reaching behind past her side and at Isabella's leg, Jiayi would huff with exertion, body tensing to resist the crushing strength of a very angry Isabella. Raising both of her elbows like knives, she would shoot them down like daggers, jabbing them right into the side of her left kneecap, aiming to painfully damage the leg and momentarily dislodge it from its grasp.

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